Post by |The SHAKINATOR| on Sept 14, 2010 17:24:01 GMT -5
With his hands hugging against his body Tobias walked through the cold win that blew against him, as if a barrier repelling from entering the island. His tall and muscular, beast of a brother Jason, walked casually behind him. His large, wolf-fur jacket hung across his shoulders, revealing his bare toned body beneath it. The two didn't speak but their presence spoke for them for whatever they had come here to do wasn't the least bit pleasant.
Ever since they had burnt down and demolished their home town, taking out all of its inhabitants with it, Tobias had been in search of ruthless individuals like himself who would, together with him, form the formidable group the world had ever seen. Along with himself and Jason, he had tracked down and sent invites to five other outlaws who may be willing to join them in their quest to gather a cult following that will allow them to rule the world, take down the major forces in the world and reign dominant or if things don't go to plan, burn this whole world to the ground.
The word was out and he had invited them to the most southern island in South Blue, Viktas, where the marine's held a strong base. Tobias was planning to form the greatest threat to the world right under the marine's noses. It wasn't a location chosen at random, it was all part of a master-plan.
"Is this the place you told them to meet up?" Jason broke the silence as he questioned his brother.
"Aye, this is the designated meeting point." Tobias replied keeping his eyes on the ground, his mind busy working, plotting, anticipating what the future might hold.
"What if they don't show up?" Jason questioned Tobias once again.
"Believe me, they'll show up. I wouldn't be waiting here like an idiot without justification." Tobias replied. "Just be patient. Everything will go according to plan."
Ever since they had burnt down and demolished their home town, taking out all of its inhabitants with it, Tobias had been in search of ruthless individuals like himself who would, together with him, form the formidable group the world had ever seen. Along with himself and Jason, he had tracked down and sent invites to five other outlaws who may be willing to join them in their quest to gather a cult following that will allow them to rule the world, take down the major forces in the world and reign dominant or if things don't go to plan, burn this whole world to the ground.
The word was out and he had invited them to the most southern island in South Blue, Viktas, where the marine's held a strong base. Tobias was planning to form the greatest threat to the world right under the marine's noses. It wasn't a location chosen at random, it was all part of a master-plan.
"Is this the place you told them to meet up?" Jason broke the silence as he questioned his brother.
"Aye, this is the designated meeting point." Tobias replied keeping his eyes on the ground, his mind busy working, plotting, anticipating what the future might hold.
"What if they don't show up?" Jason questioned Tobias once again.
"Believe me, they'll show up. I wouldn't be waiting here like an idiot without justification." Tobias replied. "Just be patient. Everything will go according to plan."